Page 93 of Saving Daddy


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“What do you mean?” she asked.

“I’m not letting you drive this heap of junk.”

She gasped dramatically, looking up at him angrily. “Buttercup is not a heap of junk.”

“Smooth move, man,” the mechanic said.

He gave the man a sharp look. Did he have to stick around? Didn’t he have something else to do?

But the guy just leaned back against the workbench and crossed his arms over his chest.

Like he was settling in for the show.

Asshole.

“Baby, it’s being held together by duct tape and a prayer,” he told her. What was Sav thinking, allowing his baby sister to drive this?

He’d be giving that fucker an earful when he next spoke to him.

Then she bent over the car, whispering to it soothingly.

He rolled his eyes. It was a car, not a person. It didn’t have feelings. Although, damn, that ass was in the prime position for him to swat it. Or squeeze it.

Kiss it.

Fuck. He glanced over at the mechanic, only to find that asshole was staring at her butt too.

Oh, he so didn’t think so. He stepped toward the guy, blocking his view of her as he scowled at the dead man walking.

“Avert your eyes, fuckwit,” he snarled. “Before I pull them out of your face and stomp on them.”

The mechanic held up his hands. “Easy. Just looking.”

“No looking at my girl.”

“Hack?”

He glanced down to find her next to him. She was staring up at him worriedly, her eyes wide.

Fuck. He was scaring her.

“It’s all right,” he said in a soft, soothing voice. “Just having a little word with my friend here. We’re all good, aren’t we?”

That bastard better not do anything to upset his girl further.

The mechanic gave him a slightly bewildered look, then shook his head. “Yeah. Just having a chat. I’ve got to get to work. Both of you need to get moving.”

Yeah. They did.

But not in this heap of junk.

After the mechanic walked off, muttering to himself about nutjob assholes, Hack turned to his girl with a smile.

“See? All good.”

She gave him a suspicious look. “Were you threatening that guy because he looked at me?”

“Of course not. I’m a doctor. I took an oath to heal, not to harm.”

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